Eleanor's POV:
I returned to my dorm room, exhausted from chess club, and before I could rest, Claire delivered some bad news.
"Oh—she created another tag: 'That Transfer Student Who Looks Like a Mute.'" Claire frowned at her phone, her expression reflecting disgust as if she were staring at a dirty sock.
"She" was Kate Wolfe. Ever since I flipped her off in the bathroom, she had been relentless, crafting a slew of insults online, like "Ugly Freak Shaw" and "Ugliest Chess Champion in History".
She had a large following, and now at least half of Rosewood students knew who I was. As I walked through crowded hallways, I could feel the silent mockery in the looks people shot me, reserved for a clown.
But I had been busy lately, with chess club members eager to play with me, leaving me lit
